Feeling, Remembering

Feeling, remembering 
seeing
touching things from the past
bringing them 
to the present. 

Projecting then 
to
the future
to be part of my world
forever 
forever to be. 
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022

The Light Is Slowly Lifting Up

The light is slowly lifting up
The obscurity that hides my soul
Touching, warming a heart
Immeshed in woeful sorrow.

Drying tears sadly falling
Cascading to the ground
While trembling lips remember
Days when sadness was
The sound.

But light does lift up
To a higher atmosphere
Creating beauty, happiness
In this that is our individual
Magic sphere.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013